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I am in some kind of educational situation. We are a group in a classroom waiting for our professor. Here he comes, walks straight over to me and hands over a pile of papers and a package. “Hold this for me,” he says, turns swiftly around and walks out of the room. I look down at the brown paper-wrapped package and notice it’s addressed to Herbie Hancock. Wow. I turn to my fellow students, approach them one by one, point at the label, saying “Look, I get that it’s not THAT Herbie Hancock, but it’s pretty awesome all the same!“ Nobody seems to get it. Nobody knows who Herbie Hancock is, and when I try to explain, nobody is the least bit interested or thinks it’s remotely awesome.